The Distant Journey
The air in the High Court of the Imperial Audit did not smell of justice, but of damp stone and old paper, a stifling atmosphere that pressed against Captain Elias Thorne’s lungs as he stood before the bench, his uniform crisp but his spirit already fraying under the weight of the presiding judge’s disdain. Judge Aldous Cray, a man whose face seemed carved from the same rigid, unyielding...
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